James slammed his palms into Sirius' shoulders. "We are brothers, Sirius! Brothers!" He shouted.
Sirius stumbled back a step, but threw off James' hands. "Don't you think I bloody know that?" He yelled back. The two boys were nose-to-nose, anger flashing in between them.
"Then why did you go an pull a trick like that for? You don't treat a brother like that!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize Snivellus was a part of this family."
"I was talking about Remus! Do you realize what sending Snape to him would do? It would utterly, utterly kill him, too. Did you want that on Remus' conscience as well? Or were you thinking of only yourself when you sent Snape on a little werewolf hunt."
"I thought it would be a bloody prank. It was supposed to be funny."
"No one is laughing! Do you care about me, about Peter, about Remus? He's the one that would live with the guilt of turning someone into something he hates, at the very least, and quite possibly killing him because you're too bloody stupid to care."
"I am not stupid!"
"Today proved you wrong."
"For the last time, it was supposed to be a prank!" Sirius yelled, his face red and his eyes wild with rage.
"You almost killed someone, Sirius!"
"It was Snivellus; it was supposed to be funny!"
"You still almost killed him. That's not funny. This isn't some stupid prank that will send you to detention. You could've gone to Azkaban."
"I don't care."
"Murder is not something you can charm your way out of! It's not something that the teachers will turn a blind eye to because of your looks or grades or family or even blood status."
"Blood has nothing to do with this!"
"Well you almost spilled someone's today. Does that make you happy? Hmm?"
"It was Snivellus! The slimy git who never hesitates to hex us and is friends with Death Eaters. Does that ring a bell?" He asked, jabbing a finger into James' chest.
"And all this time I thought that you, of all people, wouldn't care about who a person's friends are. You're really not much better than he is when you talk like that." James had gone suddenly quiet, his anger too hot to explode.
"OI! You take that back! I am nothing, nothing¸ like them!" This was too much to take, he pulled out his wand and pointed it at his best friend.
"You could've fooled me today, Sirius." James said, returning the favor. "You make me sick."
"Stupefy!" Sirius yelled, but James got a shield up just in time.
"Please," he started, and his tone was icy enough to make Sirius shiver, "go find a hole to crawl into. You're not welcome here." And he turned away, picking up a bar of chocolate as he went. Sirius stared at his retreating form for a moment. When James was out of sight, he collapsed on his bed and dragged a hand through his hair.
"Bloody hell." He muttered and pulled a trunk from under his bed.